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EPISODE 1: First Days Are The Worst.

Part 1 Rachel.

 

Rachel lay fast asleep in her disney bed covered in frozen bedding as she slept she hugged tight her Olaf build-a-bear. Rachel as of just two weeks ago was now aged 10 for her age she was only just under the average height at 4 foot 3 inches. She has long red hair that right now looks like it has been through a hedge backwards.

 

A creaking sound emerges from the door as a dark female figure enters the room and sits carefully on the edge of the bed. She sits there for a moment or two for what seems like eternity just watching Rachel sleep peacefully without daring to stir the child awake. Instead she just smiles for as long as she can before finally she must begin to wake Rachel up. She rubs Rachel’s shoulders gently trying to rouse the girl from her sleep.

 

Rachel’s eyes half open as she lets out a small moan in complaint for what is going on.

 

“Rise and shine my sweet, we have a long day ahead of us.”

 

Rachel let’s go of her plushy rolls over and begins to sit up in her bed.

 

“Did you really need to come in here to wake me up mum?” Rachel questions her mother.

 

“Considering how lazy you have been over the summer young madam and how early we have to leave today I was not gonna leave it to chance.”

 

Tired Rachel only gives her mother a sideways glance that says “ I have no idea what you mean.” in a typical pre-teen fashion. 

 

Rachel’s Mother looks over her daughter in her now uncovered flower printed PJ’s looking for any obvious signs of an issue over night but not seeing any she asks her about it.

 

“Rachel, do we need to run you a wash today?”

 

Rachel blushes a little at the direct question despite having to deal with her body now for 10 years and dealing with her issues of not staying dry for the last 4 months again after it seemed to stop for nearly 2 years when she was 8 she still was not used to the direct questions about it.

 

“Yes I am gonna need a wash, I would have wanted to have one anyway for today.”

 

“Okay sweet, put your PJ’s outside the door when I call you so I can get them washed before we have to leave and you know where to put your drynite.”

 

“Okay, and yes yes I know a little more tact would be nice mum I am ten now not six I can be afforded a little bit more maturity with these things.”

 

“Yes sweet you’re right I just forget, you are starting to become a big girl now and soon in a few short years a young woman that’s hard to adjust to for a parent.”

 

Rachel’s mother gets up to leave the room to run the bath for her daughter. Once she is gone Rachel gets up herself and goes to her wardrobe to pull out her outfit for the day. She pulls out a pleated skirt that is simple and black, pairing it with a tee-shirt that has DC characters printed on it. She debates for a moment what to wear underneath her outfit. Over the summer they have been trying to see if she can manage wearing normal underwear during the day without issues but not feeling she wants to take the chance on her first day at a new school she pulls out the package of drynites and takes out a three she puts one on her outfit and the others in a small bag to carry with her.

 

After having her wash and taking care of her teeth and all that Rachel gets dressed into what she picked out for the day and makes her way downstairs for breakfast. Rachel sits down on the sofa in front of the TV in the living room and her dog jumps up onto the sofa and sits next to her she turns to her dog to give him pets.

 

“I am gonna miss you after today Rex you’ll be a good boy for mum though right.”

 

Rachel's mum walks in with Rachel’s breakfast and places it on the coffee table.

 

“That’s a cute outfit, sweet.”

 

Rachel looks all nervous before speaking up.

 

“ So um today I kinda don’t want an issue cause you know first day kinda so um wearing drynites today instead.”

 

“That’s okay, did you take out changes?”

 

“Yes two shouldn’t need more right?” 

 

“Not really but just remember to keep trying to not rely on them after today.” 

 

“Yeah I will just want a clean start, you know be able to make friends.” 

 

Rachel’s mum leaves the room and Rachel to eat after the last remark as she heads out to get Rachels suitcases in the car and everything sorted for the drive. After getting the car ready to go Rachel’s mum checks the time seeing it’s now 8AM she walks back into the living room to collect Rachel.

 

“Alright TV off it’s time to leave now to be there on schedule for the day.”

 

Rachel says one final goodbye to Rex and heads out to the car and straps in for the drive to her new school and new home till she graduates. The Phoenix Saints All Girls Preparatory Academy for ages 10-18. As nervous as she is sitting there waiting to pull away and start this new journey her optimism senses a new exciting adventure just on the horizon a short drive away.

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Part 2: Megan.

 

The sound of footsteps thunder up a wooden staircase like a herd of elephants in a rushed panic. Behind a rundown door a girl is on top of a boy pounding his face in with a specific type of Calm in her eyes, she is not driven by anger, nor hatred but calm focus. The footsteps finally reach the door.

 

“MEGAN! Get off of Thomas right now!” An angry man and woman shout in unison.

 

Megan stops hitting on the boy and gets off of him. Despite being smaller and younger than the boy Megan managed to leave the boy on the floor for a long time. As she starts to walk away she spits out blood from her mouth onto the floor.

 

“ Fine you can tell the cunt to keep their hands off of girls oh and to stop stealing peoples shit, nooo wait.” Megan gets up in their faces. “Oh no wait you enable his toxic misogynistic behaviour. So thank fuck I am heading off to an all girls school.”

 

“Megan, no one enables anything, people just need to tell us what happens, and be honest about it.” 

 

Megan, not listening to them, walks out of the room to get on with her day and leaving this group home behind her. 

 

Megan walks into her own room to cool off from pounding the living daylights out of the kid she goes to sit down on her bed and just takes a second to breath before getting back up to continue her packing for leaving. Finally all packed up and calm again after letting loose on the social workers she takes a moment to finally look at herself noticing blood on her top, she opts to take it off and replace it with a pull over hoodie tossing the top on the bed not caring about it.

 

Being from a group home Megan doesn’t have a lot of stuff she needs nor that she cares about beyond just a few key items that have always been with her from her old life before the group homes.

 

Megan now in her mind calm, clean and ready to move on picks up her stuff and makes her way out of the house throwing her stuff beside the car before turning back around and yelling back into the house.

 

“Right stuff is ready, I am ready, can we get going so I don’t have to deal with this place again.”

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